âIâm like, âOkay, sheâs a doll. Sheâs a plastic doll. She doesnât have organs. If she doesnât have organs, she doesnât have reproductive organs. If she doesnât have reproductive organs, would she even feel sexual desire?â No, I donât think she could,â Robbie said. âShe is sexualized. But she should never be sexy. People can project sex onto her. Yes, she can wear a short skirt, but because itâs fun and pink. Not because she wanted you to see her butt.â
Margot Robbie said Ace Barbie Rights with her whole chest.
younger biker bucky who is your brothers bestfriend got my attention đŽâđ¨đŽâđ¨
whatâs he like with the reader?
Pic credit @donap-huang
You all grew up together in the same small town. The Barnes lived a few streets down but Bucky practically grew up in your house. He had a permanent place at the kitchen table and it wasn't unusual to see his old combat boots on the welcome mat next to your brothers.
His dad, James Sr, was the VP of the local charter of the Howlers MC. They have a rough reputation but they look out for their own and his dad considered you family especially since your parents looked after Bucky when James when to prison for a few years.
For the longest time, he treated you like a kid always reminding you of the age gap that existed like a chasm between you. And you hated it because he's been the center of all your daydreams for as long as you can remember.
He's aloof and quiet. But he keeps your favorite snacks in his leather jacket. He happens to be around every time you need a ride and when you wake up from a nightmare, he's the one knocking on your bedroom door with a glass of water asking if you're alright.
But he ignores your feeble attempts at getting closer. And your last try ended with loudly declaring that you were off-limits. Your face still burns when you think about the way he laughed.
So you gave up on him but you also grew up and discovered the world, your world at least, doesn't revolve around a 6'4" biker with piercing grey eyes. There's more to life than moping around for him. And once you put yourself out there, guys started to pay attention to you.
And so did Bucky. Always carefully watching you from the sidelines, making sure no one got too close to you. Not that you had any clue about what he was doing. You just assumed you were unlucky.
Until one night, the summer before you were going to move away and start over in a town that never even heard of the Howlers, your wayward brother, or Bucky, you decided to attend one last party and everything changed. Your world tilted on its axis and suddenly revolved around the brooding biker yet again.
Damn it. Fuck. You have the worst luck.
You'll never look at a treehouse the same way again. He ruined whip cream for you. And your favorite book. Fuck.
Of course, after that night, you made the wise albeit cowardly decision that youâre going to avoid Bucky for oh probably the rest of your life.
Then you got a frantic call from your brother telling you he needs you and Bucky to come and bail him out.
Summary: Bucky is willing to do whatever it takes to get you back. âBut I know what I want, and Iâll do anything to get you back. You want me to beg, Iâll beg, you want me down on my knees, Iâll get down on my kneesâ
Pairing: Mafia!Bucky x Reader
Word Count: 2.2K
Warnings: Smut, implied violence, bad dates, overstimulation, choking kink, praise kink, fingering, mirror sex. Exes to lovers.
A/N: Sinday drabble #1. Betaâd by the wonderful @cwbucky and @lunarbuck. Line dividers by @maysdigitalarts
This is, without a doubt, the worst date youâve been on. The restaurant itself is stunning, the romantic family-owned spot is only a few miles from your home, and youâve been dying for a chance to eat here.
The waiter, Peter, has been fantastic. You canât remember the last time youâve had such delicious, decadent food, youâre amazed to see the menu has all your favorite foods. The music coming from the live band is phenomenal, you almost want to join the other couples on the dance floor.
Almost.
Everything should be perfect, your first date at your dream restaurant. It would be if you werenât sitting across from the most obnoxious, self-centered man youâve ever met. Lance.
You should have known when he walked in ahead of you, leaving you to pay for the uber he used to pick you up. Then he was short with the hostess, and the way heâs been treating poor Peter is embarrassing. Youâve already made a mental note to leave him a huge tip as an apology.
Warnings: this fic will include dark content including rape/noncon, possessiveness, jealousy.
This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.
Summary: You meet the God of Thunder by chance only to find yourself swept up in the whirlwind of his attention. (chubby/short!reader)
Characters: Thor
Note: This will be a very, very slow burn to darkness. Like fluff for six chapters hahha. Oh god, am I filled with regret? Nah..
As per usual, I humbly request your thoughts! Reblogs are always appreciated and welcomed, not only do I see them easier but it lets other people see my work. Thanks to everyone who reads this one and thank you for all your energy.<3
Love you all like Shrek loves Fiona. Take care. đ
Youâre that friend. You know, the straggler, the hanger-on, the afterthought. The one who walks behind as your companions, if you can call them that, take up the sidewalk ahead of you. The one dodging between strangers to keep up. The one suddenly asked your opinion on a conversation you havenât even been able to hear.
âSo, what do you think?â Charmaine asks.
âAbout?â You scurry behind, more barrel clumsily.
summary || when you agree to be the feared mobster Bucky Barnesâ sugar baby, you expect to get enough money to pay your bills. what you donât expect is to fall head over heels for him.
warnings || sugar baby au, mob! Bucky Barnes, unprotected sex, a lot of kinks, violence, SMUT. ANGST. FLUFF. (the holy trinity). MINORS DNI.
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Summary: Being the daughter of a mafia boss was hard enough growing up. You got out and made a new life for yourself as a bartender only to be sucked in when your old man made a bad deal and he thinks you need protection. Enter Bucky Barnes, your new bodyguard and roommate.
Somewhat Spoiler: Reader is either white or mixed.
Series Warning: Violence, blood, guns, death, smut (will update as series continues)
Warnings: non(dub)con sex, somniphilia, hint of cock warming.
This is dark(ish)!Bucky Barnes and explicit. 18+ only.
Summary: Bucky comes home.
Note: Short but not sweet. Iâve chosen to neglect my original work because I suck and itâs just not working out like I want it to so Iâm taking a breather for the day. That being said, I hope you like this.
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She was on the couch. As she was every time he came home. A whole two weeks away and he found her just the same. She couldnât sleep in the bed without him, thatâs what she said. It was sweet and even a little sad.
Bucky closed the door, sure not to let it bang clumsily against the frame. He slid the chain into place as he moved quietly around the apartment. The small throw was tangled between her legs, her ass peeked out from beneath the long tee. Her back was to him as he watched the subtle rise and fall of her breath.
Iâm kinda surprised at how many âlikes-but-did-not-blogsâ there are on this postâŚ.there are absolutely no downsides to not sharing it, regardless of whether or not it fits your aesthetic or even if your page isnât sexual in nature.
Unfortunately, many guys still need to see thisâŚ.. (but ovviously it applies to everyone).
Consent is paramount, and the ability to remove consent at any time (yes even after sex has started, if it hurts or you get cold feet or whatev)
Love isnât random, weâre chosen. (on-going series Masterlist)
Steve, Sam and Bucky x Reader (Mob/University AU)Â
Run-through: When Steve, Sam and Bucky come to your rescue one day, you immediately begin to see them for who they truly are beneath the whole arrogant, rich and popular boys façade. Soon, they become the temptations you can no longer resist; with their bad boy charm, impressive intellect and irresistible good looks. They lure you in, claim you and before you know it - thereâs no going back. You shared a kind of bond with them that isnât random, itâs fated. Chosen. Itâs not just because youâre all heirs of mob families. Itâs so much more. And when an unknown enemy threatens your safety, the boys become your sworn protectors who wonât hesitate to fight the world to keep you safe. But this time, youâre facing an enemy who is calculating, unpredictable and closer than you thinkâŚÂ
Themes: mob!characters, reader with multiple love interest, smut, angst, fluff, mentions of violence, death and stalking (not too graphic)
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Part 1: The BeginningÂ
Part 2: The CallÂ
Part 3: The Enemy - coming soonâŚ
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
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summary || when you call a sex hotline with a need to be dominated you donât expect to meet (or hear) someone as wonderful as James. but your life becomes a complicated mess as you already love your coworker, Bucky Barnes. however, you are unaware that they are actually the same person.
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This was a bad idea.
The worst idea your brain had ever produced. Why were you even doing this? The phone was still ringing and the person was probably not interested in picking it up. You should hang up. Yes, you should hang up.
Just as you were about to decline the call, the incessant ringing stopped and a gravelly calm yet confident voice, which made you go instantly weak in your knees, answered. âHello.â
You were sitting on your bed, curled up in your cozy blanket, and now you were suddenly sweaty. Taking a deep breath, you convinced yourself you could hang up any moment. âHey?â
You hated that your voice broke. This was supposed to be fun and relaxing not anxiety inducing. You cursed Nat for making you go through this, though it wasnât really her fault.
You worked with the avengers and had a very interesting job. You wrote reports of the various missions and wars the avengers went on. Though some thought it to be boring work, you always thought that years from now, your work would be considered the blue print of history.
Due to your work, you had developed a close bond with most of the avengers. Especially Natasha. You hadnât expected the feared black widow to become your best friend.
Everything in your work life was perfect until two weeks back. It was your lunch break and you were sitting on your table as you munched on your sandwich. But that wasnât the only thing you were doing; you were also reading a smutty fanfic of Bucky.
You were in love with Bucky Barnes â irrevocably and ardently. The trouble was, he didnât hate you; you were rather good friends. But from a romantic prospective, he was too out of your league.
If he didnât like you at all, somehow you wouldâve gotten rid of your love for him; but no, that polite and sexy man had to wish you good morning everyday you went to work and get sweet little gifts like cupcake or coffee for you.
Some days you did entertain the thought of him liking you back, but then he hadnât outrightly said anything. Also you all knew that at a point, Nat and the Winter Soldier were a thing. And you were nothing like Nat, so probably you werenât his type.
So you found your happiness in what you had and went with life. And one of the ways was to read some delicious fanfics some people had written. God, you wanted to kiss the writers on their mouth for such amazing works that literally made your pussy drip.
So as you were reading a fanfic where Bucky had tied up the reader and was slamming into her, you had heard someone clear their throat from right behind you. You had been so surprised that both, your sandwich and mobile had fallen down.
Gladly it was Nat. But it didnât help much knowing she had seen what you were reading. You had fumbled around with your excuses when Nat had reassured you, your secret was safe with her.
You had gladly thought she had forgotten everything, but just a few days later she had passed you a piece of paper with a number on it. âgive it a call and ask for James.â sheâd said with a mischievous smile and you knew that number led to no good.
You had first called that number on the very night Nat shared it with you. It was a BDSM sex hotline and the help desk was very friendly but you had hung up without going any further.
Then for a whole week that chit of paper lounged on your bedside table and teased you. It wouldnât be so bad, right? Finally giving in, you had placed the call.
And here you were. Stuttering your way on a call with a supposed sex god. Was he handsome? Was he tall? Did he have dark hair and a scruffy beard? Was he an ex-assassin? God, you wanted it to be Bucky so desperately.
But thatâs where the anonymity of the phone sex came in. You could imagine it to be whoever you wanted it to be. Even Bucky. Or rather, only Bucky. And this guys name didnât help much in distracting you from Barnes.
âIâm James, but I suppose you might already know that.â His tone was light and jolly and it somehow made you feel better. You knew it was your turn to answer, but you hadnât really thought of a name and under no circumstances were you going to give your real name.
âHello James. I⌠ummm,,⌠Iâm Maria!â You simply borrowed the name from Maria Hill. You had no idea why you thought of her now, but it was a fine name. You could hear the small chuckle from his side at your fumble.
âItâs nice to hear you Maria. But before we begin, I want you to know a few rules and I want to know a few things about you too.â The name was sounding very odd for you, but it would be even more embarrassing to change it now.
âUmm, okay.â You felt like a kid in school who was just asked his hobby; your mind was blank. âFirst and foremost, do you have any experience with BDSM?â He wasnât even in front of you and yet you flushed at his question.
âUhhh,, no. Like Iâve read, a lot. But never⌠done it.â You had dumped all your English language skills on the way home it seemed. âMaria itâsâŚâ
âWait!â You stopped him before he continued. âDonât call me Maria.â It was terribly awkward for him to call you by the agents name, so quickly gave your own name.
You heard James huff out a breath, but you didnât know whether it was with annoyance or humour. âAlright, thank you for being honest with me. But, I need you to know that I donât like being cut off while speaking.
When Iâm talking, I need you to listen to me and speak only when Iâm done. Is that understood?â His voice was dripping with authority and you squirmed with arousal. This man was your darkest desires wrapped up in a packing.
âYes James. Iâm sorry.â You chewed your bottom lip fearing you had ruined it all in the first try itself. âYouâre forgiven. So back to what I was speaking, you donât have to be ashamed of yourself for anything.
Itâs okay to be nervous and inexperienced. We all begin at some point.â You couldnât believe how his words instantly relieved you. âThank you James. Youâre so good to me.â
âMy baby girl is so polite.â Thatâs all it took for you to melt into a puddle. âmy baby girlâ. God, if this went on, youâd be in horny heaven in no time.
You had to thank Nat for this. Or maybe not, it was good to let her think that you never called. But wait, how did Nat know about James? Was she his customer too? You hoped not.
âDo you know what a safe word is?â You couldnât help but roll your eyes. You had a freaking PhD when it came to BDSM in theory, you just hadnât experienced a practical, yet.
âYes I do.â You couldnât help but smile thinking you finally had a positive answer to one of his questions. âGood. And do you have a safe word?â
âYes. Itâs Cherry.â You knew it was common, but you werenât going to get a prize for originality. Cherry would do just fine.
âThe moment you say cherry, is the moment I stop. And know that I wonât be upset at all if you ever use it. Rather I very much encourage you to use it anytime you feel overwhelmed. And the word is as much for me as for you.â
âOkay.â This was much better than a haphazard masturbating session youâd thought this call would be. âWe will be using the traffic light system too. Are you aware of that?â
âYup! Green for continue, yellow for slow down and red for stop. And cherry would be to stop immediately.â You said confidently. You were much more comfortable talking with him than before.
âGood girl.â Your mouth fell slack open. The way he said it, made you feel all hot and bothered. You wondered how heâd feel if he was here right now?
âAlso one more thing before we begin, what would you like to call me?â Daddy was too personal, you didnât even know this manâs real name. And James was too impersonal.
âSir. Iâll call you sir.â He hummed in response. âSo since this is our first day, we wonât be doing much. Also, Iâll be sending you a list of likes and dislikes and I want you to fill it and send me back so Iâll know. Is it clear?â
You smiled a wide smile knowing that there is going to be a next time. âYes sir.â Your nerves were practically cackling with electricity. âAre you ready?â You were going to burst out of your body with the anticipation of what was to come. âYes.â
âTell me where you are?â That was a odd question to ask, you thought to yourself. âNew York.â You replied without much thinking. The next thing you heard was a throaty rumble of laughter.
âNo I meant if you are in your house or somewhere else.â You smacked your head with your palm. âI swear to god Iâm not this dumb. Iâm in my house, in my bedroom. Iâm sitting on my bed, James.â You chuckled.
This session was going better than you expected. It was not too strict and not too light either. âWhat are you wearing. And before you say clothes, I need the details.â
His tone was teasing and there wasnât even slight annoyance in it. âIâm wearing an oversized shirt and shorts and an underwear which is not sexy, also Iâm not wearing a bra.â
âI bet anything would look sexy on you, doll.â The pet name didnât quite sound right. Itâs not that you didnât like it, in fact you loved it. But âdollâ was reserved only for Bucky. Every little thing you did for him, heâd go, âThank you doll.â
âCan I tell you something?â You werenât sure how James would react. âYeah sure.â You hesitated for a moment. âThank you for the compliment but can you⌠can you not call me doll. Anything else will be okay.â
An odd beat of silence passed before he responded. âCan I ask you why. Do you not like being called doll?â He sounded a little disappointed. âNo no. Itâs not like that. I love being called that, but itâs⌠someone else calls me that too. So⌠you knowâŚâ
âOkay. Iâll keep that in mind. Now, I want you to remove your clothes except your panties.â You started undressing hastily. Gladly, you werenât wearing much. âAll done! Whatâs next sir?â
âSuch an eager little thing you are. Kneel on the bed and place pillows wherever necessary.â With a quick yessir, you started adjusting yourself. You changed the call to speaker mode and kept it in the centre of the bed. Pushing back the covers, you sat on your knees.
âIâm on my knees sir.â You wiggled excitedly. âI bet youâre looking so good kneeling on that bed. Iâd come home after working all day long, and youâd be there just for me. My pretty little present all for me to unwrap.
You know what Iâll do next? Iâll run my finger tips on your back before cupping your tits.â You felt goosebumps rise on your body as you imagined him. Or rather, you imagined Bucky.
âIâll roll your taut nipples in my hand before pinching one a little painfully.â Your hands roamed your body just the way he said. And you moaned when you pinched your own nipple.
âYou moan so sweet for me. Such a good girl Iâve got for myself.â You bathed yourself in the praise. âTake two of your fingers into your mouth and make them wet.â
You closed your eyes and imagined it to be Buckyâs long and thick cock, yes you were sure he had a perfect cock, as you gagged on your own fingers. You were sure James could hear the sounds on the other end.
âNow, place those fingers on your pussy and rub your pretty little clit through your panties.â Your panties were soaking wet already and a shiver ran through your body as you started circling your bundle of nerves.
âHow are you feeling?â You finally opened your eyes to answer. âSo⌠so good. It feels really nice, sir.â You increased the speed of your hand and you could feel yourself getting close.
âSuch a good girl you are. So obedient. So beautiful. And all mine.â You released the lower lip you were biting without even realising. âYours sir. All yours. Can I come? Please? Please sir?â
âYeah come for me. Show me how youâre mine.â You shuddered as you orgasmed. Your entire body felt aflame and yet an odd peace settled in. You slumped into the bed due to the whole intensity of it.
All your nervousness and anxiety which was bothering you previously was now gone. You were feeling light and floaty as you travelled on the high waves of pleasure.
When you came back, you were relieved to find James was still talking to you through it all. â⌠such a pretty girl. My pretty girl.â
âJames..â you wanted to say more but currently thatâs all came out. âMy best girl is back.â You went to speak further but your throat was too dry and achy. âDrink water first and then weâll talk, okay?â
You just hummed along and sipped from the bottle you had kept near the bed. âThank you sir. It was wonderful.â It was better than wonderful actually.
âYouâre welcome! But do you want to change something for the next time? Anything you wished was different?â You settled back into your bed and placed the phone back to your ear.
âI donât want to change anything James. It was perfect. In fact it was much better than I thought. Thank you for being so nice to me.â It was a heartfelt sentiment.
âAs I said youâre welcome.â You chewed your lip thinking what you were supposed to do now. âSo⌠this is all I suppose.â You said awkwardly.
âYeah. Iâm going to be waiting for your call.â You didnât expect him to say that and you felt heat rise up in your cheeks. âDonât say stuff like that otherwise I wonât ever hang up.â
âThat wouldnât be so bad.â Wait, was he flirting with you? âYouâre right. But then I wouldnât be able to afford to pay the bills as theyâd skyrocket with our never ending call.â
âHmm. Goodnight then. Take care of yourself.â This guy was really nice. âYou too James. Bye!â With that you finally hung up.
Pressing your phone to your chest you squealed with happiness. âYou did it! You finally did it!!â You said aloud and kicked your legs on your bed with elation. James was nice. James was good. James was perfect.
Summary: Itâs the eyes. Theyâre so kind, itâs hard to tell. At least with rattlesnakes, you can hear the dangerâwith Steve Rogers, you never saw him coming.
Warnings: Dubcon, Noncon, Stalking, Dead Dove: Do not eat, Mean Steve, Manipulation, Gaslighting, Kidnapping, Smut, Obsessive Behavior, Misogyny, Breeding, Public Sex, Humiliation, MINORS DNI!!
Most of the intelligence community doesnât believe he exists. The ones that do call him the Winter Soldier. Heâs credited for over two dozen assassinations in the last 50 years.
SEBASTIAN STAN as THE WINTER SOLDIER
CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE WINTER SOLDIER
2014 | dir. Anthony & Joe Russo
See how low theyâre sawing (is that he correct term?) His arm on the second gif? And how there was no flesh visible when Tony shot his arm off WAY higher in CW?
I wonder how many times Bucky lost a bit more of his arm because Hydra/Zola decided it wasnât enough? Because the current arm wasnât working as they wanted it to be.
How many times did Bucky had to endure the procedure and pain of losing more of his arm until it was the way we see it in the movies.
I donât think I was a one-try-thing. It went on for several years until they were satisfied with the outcome.
@randomfandompenguin @racheo91 @frickss75 @fortheloveofjbbarnes Iâve never noticed this before and Iâm thinking that youâre right. It looks like he initially lost his arm somewhere around the elbow but by the time we, the audience, are introduced to the winter soldier his whole arm has been replaced.
His torture, both physical, emotional & mental was prolonged and extended over years, possibly even decades. Bucky was literally experimented on, time & time again. My heart literally breaks thinking about itâŚ
I guarantee he lost some of it to infection from shoddy workmanship, before they finally figured out how to graft the arm to the trunk of his body. Itâs always been the most horrifying part to me, that he was tortured while he was ill. No mercy.
This is literally body violation. This is unconsented medical procedures. Invasive ones.
This was done to him. Against his will.
Unfriendly reminder that Bucky was imprisoned, forced through this horror and likely so much worse, and turned into a weapon against his consent and will.
Every time this post vrosses my dash it hurts and anderse even more if thatâs possible. Amd the fact that he can remember some of this is just so horrifying Iâm just⌠I canât.. invasive medical procedures against your consent is one of the worst human rights violators there is, and that aline, never mind all the other torture and abuse is Canon and anyone still trying to hold him responsible can fuck all the way off.
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